I am Strong, Patient and Gorean,  I need to be clear that I am Dominate and not switch.  I believe that there is a "Nature order of things".  Women are clearly here to serve and take a submissive stance in life and love.  My Slaves/Submissives are my prized possessions and are treated as such.  I am not a Gorean fundamentalist ( I don't live in a camp and I don't observe Gorean Holidays (Except Gorean New Year)) but you do need to understand the underlying philosophies of the books of John Norman.  If your a Beginner start with #11 The Slave girl of gor

How do you become Gorean?  How did I become Gorean?
You read some more. You go about your life, each day learning and absorbing a little more of this place called Gor. Then, perhaps one day you are in the bank and some mouthy girl is rude to you. You immediately think, "insolent slut!" and a picture springs to mind of her naked in chains at your feet. A smile of recognition spreads slowly across your face. You hold her gaze and speak firmly to her and she responds. Her eyes lower and her voice drops to a whispered apology. In that moment, it becomes clear to you. It is not enough to know or to understand the principles that Norman set down. You must accept them as true. Accept them as your own. Take your place in the natural order of things. You remember a man who quieted a roomful of giggling subbies with a glance and you know. Gor is not a place you go to when you read a book or turn on your computer. It is not put away when you return to your "real life." Gor is carried in your heart every minute of every day. Gor is not where you go or what you do. Gor is who you are. Gorean is who I am.

These are some things to think about, they speak to me and if they speak to you you should follow the voices and cry out to me as a slave would.

"I knew then that he was dominant over me. This had nothing to do with the fact that I lay stripped before him, wrists and ankles lashed, his prisoner. It had to do with the fact that he was totally masculine, and in the presence of such a stimulus, my body would permit me to be only totally feminine."

"What are you?"
"I am a slave girl."
"What is a slave girl?"
"A girl who is owned."
"Why do you wear a brand?"
"To show that I am owned."
"Why do you wear a collar?"
"That men may know who owns me"
"What does a slave girl want more than anything?"
"To please men."
"What are you?"
"I am a slave girl."
"What do you want more than anything?"
"To please men."

"Do you know, ultimately," I asked, "who will prove to be your one best trainer?" "No, Master," she said. "You, yourself," I said, "the girl, herself, eager to please, imaginative and intelligent, monitoring her own performances and feelings, striving lovingly to improve and refine them. You yourself will be largely responsible for making yourself the superb slave you will become."

If this is your heart.  If your soul crys out to be completely owned cry out to me and I will train you.  If you do not hear the call, Don't waste my time.

Sir Thomas